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SEVEN YEARS

He left me on a Saturday

One day before we met

Said he'd never forget me

I said some things you will regret

The words he spoke so softly will never escape my mind

I don't deserve your love so I will leave you far behind

Till my heart needs, you may the world treat you right

Ask our star for guidance

It will get you through the night

He picked up his suitcase and headed for the door

I followed close behind him and watched him take his course

As he turned to face me, tears rolled down his cheek

These were his last good-byes to me before I slipped inside

I don't deserve your love so I will leave you far behind

Till my heart needs you, may the world treat you right

Ask our star for guidance

It will get you through the night

I will still remember those memories we shared

Till the moon has passed seven years

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